Let me start by saying I am finally in the calm after the storm. The Little Man is sleeping, and Miss Peach is singing Kumbaya on her way to sleepy time. But, oh what a morning...Today was the playgroup Halloween party. I love Halloween, I think everyone knows that fact. Miss Peach has been sleeping various parts of her princess costume for about a month now. You guessed it...comes time to put the costume on, she wants nothing to do with it. No tiara, no wand, no shoes, and no pretty pink dress. Fine, I'll concentrate on The Little Man and then return to her meltdown. He looked so cute in his bunny suit! So cute! The little tail...I just wanted to pinch him! Alright, Little Man down, back to Miss Peach. She is in the middle of huge tantrum meltdown. I hate to admit it, but I just snapped. We just had to get this train rollin' and we weren't getting anywhere. I threw the dress on the bed, "fine, you don't want to wear the costume, fine" I turn around and grab her favorite pants and t-shirt, quickly throw them on. The only shoes she would let near her feet were The Little Man's, fine. I was so pissed, I am sure she knew it by the look on my face. This entire time she is crying and screaming, it was awful...Then she looked up at me and said between tears and gasps for air "what's....the....matter?". I stopped dead in my tracks, I realized this wasn't about her, it was all me. Any day she wants to wear her costume is Halloween for her. Today was not that day. She didn't care what she wore to the party. It shouldn't have been a big deal, and I just freaked about it. I tried to hug her, and she said "want down" (she was on the changing table). So I dropped the whole Halloween angle and packed the kiddos up for the playgroup.
Well that whole scene sounds bad enough, right? Apparently not! I tried to print directions to the party and yes...my computer crashes! I hate that monster!!! Hate, hate, hate. I swear it's me, that stupid machine has it out for me...it works for everyone else but me. I want to burn it into a smoldering pile of plastic!!! Fine, get on Husband's laptop and write the directions. Off we go, in the car, which I hate, to the party.
Life is not that easy folks, you know I got lost, right? I am driving all over the west side looking for this stupid street and cursing everyone who lives here! Why would anyone live out here?!? I must have stopped three times and asked where stupid street was, and everyone looked at me like I was a martian. It occurred to me later that I had purple horns on my head. Yes, I wore horns to the party. I looked like a martian, so people were treating me like I was a martian. Duh! The whole time I was lost (half an hour) I am singing that Carpenters song..."why do birds suddenly appear, every time, you are near...Just like me, they like to be, close to you." It is the only thing that calms down The Little Man, so I sing it a lot. Can I just tell you how hard it is to lose your mind and sing the Carpenters at the same time!!!
We finally get to the party and The Little Man was asleep, so I had to wake him up. This makes for a crabby Little Man. Boy, he was. I just felt bad, I felt bad for dumping my unorganized self and screaming children on this woman and her party. I felt bad for being late. I felt bad Miss Peach wouldn't wear her costume. To top it off, I felt fat. Dont'cha hate that feeling that you don't fit in your clothes?! I guess you could say I was havin' a bad clothes day.
I suppose at the end of it all, the kiddos had fun. Mom was down to her last nerve, but it's worth it if the kiddos had fun, right? I just felt so bad for losin' it with Miss Peach over the stupid costume. I want to throw my computer out the window:( It's just been a yucky day, all I can say is...Here's to hoping it gets better after nap time...blah, blah, blah. Can I have a do-over please?